I, Li Xiang, Sister Control Giant

Li Xiang, who looked a little tired, walked towards the living room with the tray in hand.

Asia quickly followed.

"Miss Wei Gong, when did you get up?"

"I didn't sleep last night."

After studying the demon chess pieces for a night, and the 'magic man' who had been abruptly withdrawn for a long time, Ritsuka looked a little tired.

But it's not for nothing, she has a strange feeling.

The part of the 'magic man' that appears to be incomplete is merging into this body.

At least in the bottom of her heart, she didn't resist so much. This state of being a little crazy, after all, it was something she suppressed anyway.

Essentially it's herself.

The change of temperament has brought a considerable psychological burden.

"Well...don't think too much, you can stay here as long as you want."

"Before me, you should treat it as a period of laziness."

The bowls and chopsticks were set, and the two sat down for breakfast.

The two portions of food that were divided in advance were quite rich for breakfast, and the stew with meat pieces was full of aroma.

Asia imitated Rika and put her hands together, silently reciting 'I'm starting'.

"By the way, Asia, the situation on the angel's side is actually very complicated."

"If you're willing to go there, I'll check the situation for you. If you don't, I can contact Lucifer to find a way."

Asia was stunned, watching Lixiang chatter.

"No, no need, contact Demon Lord Lucifer or something..."

A nun also said that yesterday's transaction between Lixiang and Lucifer had a considerable impact on her.

He had already hinted that he had forgotten it, but he still remembered it at this moment.

Angels, fallen angels and demons cooperate, this is too strange!

Asia was in a mess.

"Is that so? Then I'll see if there is a chance, Michael will probably come to the human world in the near future."

After a quick breakfast, Li Xiang packed up the tableware and sent Asia to clean the room.

She cleaned the pool herself first, and then began to dispose of the garbage.

With messy hair, she stroked the pale strands of hair on her forehead and narrowed her golden eyes.

'Is the coverage area a little bigger? '

'It must be an illusion. '

Feeling that she probably hadn't slept all night, Li Xiang, who was a little dazzled, yawned a little.

Come to the kitchen and pick up the sorted and packaged garbage.

Opened the door and walked out. Today is the day of garbage sorting. I just dumped the accumulated garbage. Anyway, she is quite free now.

As for getting Asia to work?

It's just a rice-eater, and Rika doesn't feel any resistance. Of course, the main reason is that Asia is cute.

Being stared at by the clear eyes of a small animal, she really had nothing to do.

Walking out of the apartment and onto the street, Lixiang passed an oncoming uncle.

"Contemporary White Dragon Emperor, Emiya Lixiang?"

The strange uncle in a kimono turned around and called Lixiang, a strange breath permeated.

The garbage in Lixiang's hand suddenly disappeared, and the light flashed by.

Clang!

The black sword was held by the golden cane, and the uncle's body shook, and the smile on his cheeks almost didn't hold back.

'What kind of monster is this girl? !So strong...'

[Sword of Victory Pledge] lowered.

The magic power was poured in, and the purple-black beam of light suddenly rose, pressing towards the kimono uncle.

The exaggerated arm strength like a tyrannosaurus, and the shocking magic power, together formed a substantial pressure, which scared the fallen angel who came to the door and hurried away.

"Wait a minute! My name is Azazel, and I am the Governor of the Fallen Angels."

"I have no ill will!"

In response, it was a light cannon that devoured the sky and devoured the earth.

The black crow feathers danced in the air, the edges were broken and full of burn marks.

Chapter 296 Chapter [-]

"You are the Governor of the Fallen Angels, Azazel?"

"That's right."

In the living room, Li Xiang held up her arms and sat on the sofa looking across.

A muffled answer came from the Fallen Angel Governor's mouth.

Azazel, who had a large piece of blue on his face, quietly put away his wings that were about to be scorched, and then quickly picked up the fallen Crow Feather in Lixiang's horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes.

"You fallen angels and demons, what are you doing looking for me, an ordinary passerby, every day?"

"I'm also the leader of a force, and I've dealt with all kinds of gods... You smell like god blood."

Azazel's face was solemn.

Hearing this, Li Xiang sniffed herself, but she didn't smell anything except the scent of the shower gel.

The expression changed slightly, and she felt that this Asachel might be teasing her again.

If it wasn't for the fact that this guy who called himself Azazel had twelve black wings, she would definitely doubt his identity.

Because it's really weird.

There are two transcenders in the demon family, and the current boss of the fallen angel is just a demon king.

Li Xiang, who had sneaked to the heaven before and tried to analyze the 'belief' system of the heaven, already had a certain judgment about the four seraphs.

Michael, Raphael, Uriel, and Gabriel—none of them are transcendents.

Even in comparison, the individual strength is not as good as the Azazel in front of her.

With such a huge gap in high-end power, it shouldn't be too difficult for demons to destroy angels and fallen angels.

Why didn't Sazex do it?

Since the other two forces have no transcendence now, the destruction of all of them is nothing to the devil. The transcenders are all strong men who can rewrite the surface conditions.

"It is said that you call yourself a god-killer, and this has gradually spread."

"Killing the gods and taking their power, I didn't believe it at first, but the moment I saw you, I believed it."

Looking at each other, Azazel looked serious.

His attitude is clear at a glance, but unfortunately the atmosphere is always wrong, and the asymmetrical panda eyes are too happy.

"Let's talk about it first, what are you trying to do with me?"

Taking a deep breath, Lika, who stopped smiling, propped her chin with her hand.

The ring on his finger made Azazel's expression stiff. The hardness of this thing was amazing, and he had just felt it with his eyes.

The sudden punch made him have the illusion that his eyeballs were about to be hammered away.

"I just took a look at what the person who cooperated with that kid from Sazex looked like."

"And also, for the white dragon on you."

Li Xiang blinked.

White dragon?

The Red Dragon of Britain skipped it directly, and the Shenmie Tool [Light Wings of the White Dragon Emperor] made her think and understand.

Wings of light appeared behind him, emitting faint particles of light.

Azazel took a deep look at Guangyi, sighed inexplicably, and his expression became a little lost.

A row of question marks floated over Lixiang's head.

With a snap of his fingers, the shackles were released one after another, and the brilliance on the light wings became agile.

"so boring."

"It's another day of being sealed. The power of this seal is about to catch up with the God of the Bible, right?"

"Well……"

Opening lightning strike.

Albion muttered to himself in a boring manner, which was passed into the ears of the two present.

Sweeping away the domineering at the beginning, one of the two Heavenly Dragons who had surpassed the strength in his lifetime, the White Dragon Emperor looks a little decadent.

Li Xiang was helpless.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that what she had done before was too much?

For some reason, she always felt that Albion was aggrieved.

After learning about the reincarnation system, Lixiang had a little understanding of these artifacts and god-killing tools, and also knew why [Light Wings of the White Dragon Emperor] came to him.

Nothing more than two points, personal talent and fit.

With the strength above the transcendent and below the dragon god, Lixiang's personal talent is undoubtedly full for the artifact system.